Therapy
[Howards’ Story]
Book I
By Allison Heather
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Allison Heather
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Dedication and Warning
This book like my other books written and to be written are a silent homage to all those who have dared and would dare break taboos. I am struggling to do so myself...probably one day I would accomplish that and join the ranks of brave and wonderful. Until then, for me pen [keyboard] and imagination are two very strong tools.
The book contains strong adult theme and should be read by those who are open-minded and like challenging imaginations. Best Wishes and thanks for picking up [rather downloading] this book.
Happy Reading.
Allison Heather.
Feedback and suggestions are very welcome
Therapy
[Howards’ Story]
Book I
Chapter I
I dialled with trembling fingers to reconfirm what I very well knew was waiting for me only if I did not chicken out. I waited until the familiar heavy low-pitched rumbling voice came alive in my ear, “Yes?” He always answered the phone that way never with a conventional hello.
“I was ringing to tell you again that I am flying tomorrow morning and should be there by noon.” I spoke in a tremulous voice.
He laughed softly, “I received your email. I will be there to pick you up. Are you sure Jennifer?”
I creamed in my pants, his formality in using my full name made my knees shake. I had seen him nearly naked many years ago and could not take that image out of my mind. I had watched him reduce a confident strong beautiful woman he was with into a babbling and totally helpless person. His aura from that day exuded power, strength, safety and above all endless affection. I whimpered, “I am absolutely sure.”